Doomsday Pavilion

"Well, I'm..."

Lin Chou said incredulously, "All? There are so many..."

Old Man Leng couldn't care what he said before, pulling Lin Chou's sleeve to sit down on the sofa, and talked seriously.

"I'm telling you, there are more than one or two old bastards in the base city, but there are all over the world. It is common to not come back very often. Although they have not sealed the password on the face, the people who know it are really good. There are not many of them. One of the disadvantages of living too long is that it takes the time of living to turn around. Even your own family members have to look at the genealogy and photos three or four times before they can be recognized."

"Who was that last time? Isn't it true? I don't know how many generations of grandsons it is. He held the painting for a long time and patted his thigh,'Hey, I'm going, isn't this my ancestor?' It's commonplace among us old guys, and I'm used to it."

Earl Leng smiled faintly.

"Ziyu is like this. It is reasonable to say that Grandpa Zhao and Ziyu are separated by nine generations. There are so many people in the family. Weddings and funerals are married to Tianding... Grandpa Zhao is always strong... But Zhao Ershu and Sanshu are Zhao's grandpa. Parents and children—whatever you call it, it’s just so careless. If you really want to toss these people, then you don’t have to do anything else, and you have to think about it for half an hour when you meet."

"..."

Lin Chou looked embarrassed. He is more than two hundred years old, can he give birth? This is too strong, right? It’s not an exception that Huang Dashan’s father had a baby a few years ago. Is this still a glorious tradition?

Looking at the weird expression on Lin Chou's face, Earl Leng knew that this kid could not figure out what weird in his mind, and shouted with a big black plate, "Boy, what are you thinking about!"

It doesn't matter if he doesn't say it, as soon as Lin Chou looked at him, his expression changed to this--(⊙o⊙).

"Ah, dare to ask the cold... Uncle has a long life this year?"

"Eh, I'm going to the little bunny, I really thought Daddy didn't dare to pump you or something else, if it wasn't for Hanhan to protect you..."

Leng Han raised his eyebrows, and coldly patched up a rake.

"If you are not afraid of going back with a wound like the Niu family, you can try."

It's not a shame that it was the grass knife that started off three meters away. The armor-piercing crit hurt enough. Earl Leng choked and rolled his eyes.

"I...I..."

Mr. Leng also added debuffs, the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes.

"Daddy made so many promising people. I didn't think that the most persuaded one had the longest life. As expected, it was a disaster to live for thousands of years."

Earl Leng said nothing.

Doesn’t he know what his master looks like? If he dared to jump out half of a word, he would be guaranteed to be a headless blast, and Mr. Leng doesn’t care about what is happening to someone next to him—— daddy Educating his son to be beaten to death is justified!

Leng Han said again,

"If you're not at sea, you won't be able to do three tricks in my hands, huh."

Inadvertently glanced at Lin Chou,

"If you are at sea, you might not be able to connect near Lin Chou."

Earl Leng's face was completely pig liver-colored.

Prince Leng was very happy,

"Good girl, I should talk more and laugh more. It's hard for Xiaolin to keep his face cold all day long. It's not easy for this kid. Why should I fall in love with you..."

"Um??!"

Prince Leng's coughing series made his face glowing red,

"Xiao Lin, our Leng family is not prosperous. After you and Han Han are together, you should work harder—"

"grandfather!!"

Lin Chou was in a cold sweat.

Prince Leng was obviously familiar with changing the topic, and two totally unrelated topics were twisted together and seamlessly connected.

"Our Leng's family is not only a few people, but also a few servants. Don't blame the old man. I neglected you. Hey, the first time you come, that Xiaodie, go and inform the back chef. Wine... Forget it, I think Xiaolin brought wine and drank what he brought. It's all his own, why are you polite?"

Leng Han's face was red and bloody, and Liu Meifeng's eyes all showed loss and anxiety. After all, she was still a girl.

But her tone was extremely harsh,"Prince Leng, can you try another nonsense?"

"..."

Prince Leng held his face cold for three full seconds.

"Oh yes, when we settle the marriage, it will be considered famous as a teacher—"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Lin Chou can be regarded as thoroughly aware of the state of Leng Han who has turned into anger from embarrassment.

Xiao Wu Xiaodie had already avoided it, and the two girls hadn't even forgotten to take her husband away.

Three minutes later, Prince Leng, who was full of bags, and Earl Leng, who had suffered innocent disaster, were full of joy-God knows what they are happy about.

"Hey hey, what? The chef hurry up. The hungry ones are hungry."

Earl Leng smacked his lips.

"Since the girl got this pile of gold, my father has become even more insecure."

Mr. Leng complained,

"Don't talk about you, just me... hiss, my old waist, hey, don't you know, the little guy from the Wei family complained to me a few days ago, saying that he hadn't had time to find someone to show off when he just broke Tier 6 As soon as he returned to the base city, he was smashed with a stick by Hanhan, and the damage to the house alone cost him more than 200,000 circulation points."

Earl Leng stared,

"Why does he still want us to reimburse him? There is no way! Han Han beats him for the sake of reason, that is to kill harm for the people!"

Prince Leng snorted triumphantly.

"Daddy is free to listen to him beeping? Just throw it out, bastard, tell the parents to fight!"

Lin Chou scratched his head for a long time, but he didn't think of what was wrong with this conversation-yes, nothing wrong.

Seeing these two talk more and more unreliable, Leng Han coughed slightly.

Prince Leng's complexion changed again,

"Ah, Xiaolin, don't get me wrong, our Leng family is still very reasonable."

Yes, it is very reasonable, but you are reasonable with your fists and hammers.

Old man Leng suddenly became interested.

"Xiao Lin, why don't we make a gesture before dinner is served?"

"Ahem!"

There was another cough.

Prince Leng looked serious and said quickly,

"Yes, yes, I'll talk about it after eating, I'll have strength when I'm full."

"..."

What do you have the strength to do? Fight.

Lin Chou felt that if he stayed here for a day, he could really be ten years younger. This cold conversation would definitely prolong life and live forever. Of course, just listen to it. Absolutely not participate. Otherwise, the chance of belching on the spot is definitely more than 100%. It's three hundred, and it's useless to prolong one's life.

Earl Leng suddenly remembered something again, mysteriously turned to the corner of the stairs, ding-ding-dong pulled out a half-length wooden box from it, opened the box, took out something, and brought it over.

"Xiao Lin, look, how about this old man's collection?"

Lin Chou looked at the peculiar round clam shell silently, "This is..."

Prince Leng's expression is like a kid in the alley asking someone to look at his carefully collected limited edition Yu-Gi-Oh card.

"Open it and see."

Lin Chou had to open it in accordance with his words, and there was nothing else inside, only a dark pie, which was heavy and rough.

Looking up and down, he said with a little uncertainty,

"This is... Pu'er tea bricks?"

Prince Leng was surprised,

"Good boy, there is a set. It really understands all things. Last time I took out a few old Anhua dark tea bricks. Those bastard boys were shocked to recognize Pu'er. They were really angry. Old man."

Prince Leng gritted his teeth and pointed at Earl Leng,

"The good things have been ruined by this little bunny, and they will not show off. He knows the fart of a mother daddy. Seeing that this seal is not-a genuine inventory of the Qing Guangxu court. Daddy took advantage of the mess from the Huangsong basement of Shenjing. There are only a few categories in total, and the other teas are all turned into charcoal ash unless they are hidden. In the end, I picked out dozens of pieces of Pu'er and black tea, which is a pity."

Lin Chou gently stroked the print on the tea cake. Because of his age, it was impossible to see the specific font on it. Fang Fangzheng had words and patterns directly branded on the round dish-shaped tea cake, and sniffed it lightly. , There is still a burning aroma.

This tea cake was slightly larger than the palm of his hand, weighing about three kilograms, and the texture of the tea was not noticeable. Lin Chou quickly put it back into the clam shell. After the clam shell was covered, the small "teeth" on the edge were tightly seamed.

"Indian tea bricks, every second of exposure to air is a sin."

The old man was comforted by Lin Chou's flattery, squinting at Earl Leng,

"Huh, I understand, I know how precious this thing is. The big black guy in front of you didn't know how many tea bricks were stolen from me to cook tea eggs when I was a kid-his mother's boiled ordinary eggs!"

"..."

Lin Chou smoked his cheeks, and it seemed that Leng Han's father had a lot of dark history.

Prince Leng then scolded,

"What's even more annoying is that when daddy comes back, there is only a piece of damn egg skins left. This bastard didn't even leave daddy any hairs!"

"..."

Earl Leng was extremely embarrassed,

"It's not a cataclysm for two hundred years. Your tea bricks have been around for more than one hundred decades. The cooked tea eggs smell of aspergillin, which really doesn't taste good."

Prince Leng took a shoe sole from under the sofa and drew it.

"Fuck your mother, tea bricks of 140 years old, don't you understand? This thing was auctioned before the cataclysm, and one piece started at 500,000 yuan, don't you know? Are you going to be daddy? "

Leng Han knew nothing about this thing, and blinked at Lin Chou.

"A hundred years of tea, can you really drink it?"

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"Old tea is a relative concept. The popularity of tea bricks was also during the Guangxu period, and it was just about this age. Many people who are proficient in this way think that tea bricks - especially Pu'er tea bricks, the more aging the more fragrant, the peak taste is at one hundred and fourteen. Ten years or so, ah, but I don’t know tea, I just heard it."

The old man is fine, he just said,

"There are fewer and fewer young people who understand these things. It's no longer a long eye to take them out. Last time I heard that the Jiang family’s kid bought tea bricks for more than a thousand years. God knows what he thinks. of."

The old man said, he still got a pot to let Leng Han and Lin Chou try it. Of course, the old man did not forget to let the chef bring a few boiled eggs for Earl Leng.

"Don't look at it, you can just eat that, it suits you."

"..."

The so-called elders don’t dare to give up, and the boiled eggs given by my father will have to be eaten even if he chokes.

The helpless back-cooker was still thinking about peeling the eggs for his master, but Earl Leng almost didn't gouge him to death with his eyeballs, and ran away quickly.

Prince Leng asked his granddaughter expectantly,

"Hanhan, how does it taste?"

Leng Han carefully tasted,

"It's a bit bitter, it seems to be sweet again, the fragrance is very strong, and it tastes warm all over."

The expression of Old Man Leng seemed to be able to jump up happily at any time, and the brothers seemed to poke Lin Chou on the shoulder.

"Boy Lin, you are really the old man's lucky star. This girl has never been so nice with daddy, hahahaha~!"——What a painful comprehension this is.

Lin Chou blinked,

"Master, what was it like before the cataclysm?"

The old man Leng was stunned, and after thinking about it, he exhaled deeply, his complexion was stunned.

"Xiao Lin, you don't want to know."

Earl Leng came up,

"Boy Lin, I brought so many things to the old man, what about me?"

Lin Chou, "This..."

Earl Leng's eyebrows gradually rose.

"You are at sea..."

"Yes! How can I forget your old man!!!"

Leng Han looked at his father and Lin Chou suspiciously, "You?"

"fine."

"fine!"

Earl Leng said it was impossible to say, after all, being rubbed on the ground by a prospective son-in-law would be disgraceful. As for Lin Chou, everything is for a better life.

After feeling in his pocket for a long time, Lin Chou finally found a mass of things and placed it in front of Earl Leng.

"Here."

Earl Leng looked at him, a little bit overwhelmed, "What the hell is this?"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, what else could be in his pocket, those were the hyphae that had just been stomped down from the hair ball.

Of course, the aura must be full,

"Cough cough, this is the hyphae of bloody Tribulus terrestris. It is extremely tough. Cold Uncle uses a bow, right? This thing should be used."

Earl Leng was agitated, looked around and asked carefully,

"I... took this thing, the thing under the black sea, won't I turn my face?"

Lin Sorrow Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, it seems that what happened last time left a lot of shadow on the entire black army.

"Of course not. I found that these mycelium seem to be very suitable for bowstrings. It would be better if they were tied with the tendons of some alien animals. I don't know if I think it is right."

Earl Leng fiddled with him.

"Zheng~"

A drop of blood dripped from the finger.

He muttered dumbfounded,

"Sure enough, bloody tribulus."

Then she put it away like a baby,

"This thing is definitely a waste of bowstrings. Divine Armament is a weapon. My Tier 5 defense didn't even feel cut off at all. Tsk tsk, go back to the higher teacher and think about it, and see if I can get something new. "

Looks quite satisfied?

Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief, glad that his brains were turning quickly.

So, can weave a snood with Siguzi's tail wool on the agenda?

I don't know if Si Gouzi is eating too much or what it is. The whole Yanhui Mountain sees the black line rain these days, and he has at least two catties of dog hair on his body after going out and turning around.

Hey, Tier 6 Hair Loss Essence, I think it’s not very common!

When I go back, I must ask the big breasted sister to collect them, not to waste, think about the new year's New Year's greetings next year, everyone will have a collar woven from Tier 6 exotic animal hair.

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